221. If you don't succeed, you will become a benevolent
Fred was very surprised that Alexander mentioned that they should never bring tanks or armored vehicles. You must know that the opponents are equipped with these heavy equipment, and if they don't bring them, isn't this equivalent to their own strength at the beginning?
Are you lagging behind your opponents?
"Old man, how can they be a burden? Metshaw and the others have these guys, otherwise we wouldn't be able to deal with them." Fred was anxious.
"The tanks are too big. The place where we are fighting is at the junction of the rain forest and the grassland. Rain may come at any time during this season. Once it is too muddy, it is not conducive to mobile operations. We have to catch Metshaw by surprise now. Otherwise, why?
Was it a secret march along the way?" Alexander told him seriously.
"Then how do we deal with tanks?" Fred sighed.
Alexander smiled slightly and said, "Leave this matter to Montero. He is a bomb expert. You don't have to worry about the details. You can take care of the overall situation."
"Okay then." After Fred finished speaking, he put the last cigarette in his hand into his mouth, took a long puff, then quickly adjusted his attitude and strode out of the barracks.
"Order the troops, assemble, and set off..."
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The country of Niyar has been suffering from civil strife for a long time. Before the civil strife, there was a highway artery in the country. However, decades of civil strife left this artery without anyone to maintain it. Therefore, the asphalt road has long been replaced by a mud road.
, and even parts of the road are overgrown with weeds.
The journey of more than one hundred kilometers was a secret march, so it took these guys five days to reach the designated location.
According to the compass, about twenty kilometers ahead is the Youth Death Squadron station in Metshaw.
The border guard regiment's thousands of men were wiped out by Metshaw's youth suicide squad without any precautions. The leader, with only about thirty men, hid in the vast rain forest in embarrassment.
After arriving at the designated location, it took them a whole day to find the group leader.
"Minister, the other side is too tough. Their combat capabilities and willpower are beyond our comparison. I have been fighting for more than 20 years and have never seen such an elite unit." The regiment leader talked about them.
During the confrontation with Metshaw's troops, he still had a look of fear on his face.
"Is this what you want to tell me?" Fred looked at the group leader coldly and said.
The group leader nodded subconsciously, "Yes, I mainly want to remind you not to suffer a loss."
"You still have the nerve to remind me." Fred snorted coldly: "Let me ask you, where are your Qianbahao brothers? Where have they gone?"
"He, they..." The group leader suddenly seemed to realize something, and he couldn't help but stutter a little when he spoke.
"Answer me." After Fred led the team on a long march these days, along the way Alexander and other military advisers from the Maozi Kingdom also constantly instilled in him that willpower is the decisive factor in determining victory or defeat on the battlefield, so that he also learned from the inside.
I have undergone a complete transformation outside myself.
"He, they, died in the battle." The leader's words were obviously a little guilty.
This regiment commander was directly under the Ministry of Defense and did not belong to the other three brigade commanders. Fred decided to take action on this guy.
Fred ignored the regiment leader and turned to look at his adjutant, "Let the military police take this guy down. This kind of idiot is worthy of being the regiment leader. In my opinion, he should be executed by military law."
When the leader heard this, he was so frightened that he cried for mercy and begged Fred to give him a chance.
Little did he know that Fred wouldn't listen at all. In his opinion, dealing with a regiment leader before the battle was his best opportunity to establish his authority.
As expected, these guys under my command witnessed with their own eyes the scene of the military police taking away this arrogant border guard leader. Many of them were deeply shocked, and vaguely felt that this time they were being serious.
Due to the dereliction of duty by the head of the border guard, the Niyal River, which was originally the dividing line, has been completely occupied by Metshaw. Therefore, they have no geographical advantage at all. Perhaps the best geographical advantage at the moment is the lurking rain forest.
In Alexander's view, the civil war in Nyal is still at the level of World War II, and in many places it is even worse than World War II.
They must become familiar with the local terrain as soon as possible, including meteorological and hydrological conditions.
Compared to Metshaw's side where the weather was basically cloudy, Fred's side had the assistance of satellites and could clearly understand the terrain and hydrological conditions of the area where they were about to fight.
"According to the weather forecast, there will be rain tomorrow morning. I suggest that we launch a surprise attack on Metshaw's army at this time." Alexander gave timely advice.
Fred's heart was extremely determined. He didn't want his cowardice to be seen as a laughing stock and his boss knew about it, so he agreed without hesitation.
But he still had a question, and that was how prepared Montero's homemade anti-tank bombs were.
"No problem, it's very simple. We can prepare it on site." Montero was very confident about this.
"What time is the attack scheduled?" Fred looked at his watch.
"We started preparing at one o'clock in the morning. According to the weather forecast, there will be heavy rain at about two o'clock in the morning."
"Okay." Fred once again turned his attention to the adjutant: "Pass my words, take out all the beef in the evening and let everyone eat and drink well. A week's rations are not necessary, just one week, three days is enough."
When the adjutant heard that Fred actually planned to have the army consume a week's worth of rations in three days, he couldn't help but be shocked.
"Minister, can't you take precautions?"
Fred gave him a cold look: "Prevention for what?"
"What if it doesn't end?"
"Nothing goes wrong. I only have three days. If the three days are not over, all of us will commit suicide. I will watch you commit suicide first, and I will be the last one. I, Fred, will definitely keep my word." The expression on Fred's face.
He looked very serious and didn't look like he was joking.
After hearing his desperate words, Alexander and Montero couldn't help but look at each other and smile.
It seems that Fred has gradually learned the essence of the art of war.
Pre-war mobilization plus a sumptuous beef dinner is a turnip.
After eating the carrot, it's time for the stick.
Fred pulled out a pistol from his waist and said seriously: "I have made a pledge to the general. We must defeat the government and army within three days. Otherwise, we will all commit suicide on the spot and no one will go back."
Already."
As soon as these words came out, the scene that was noisy just now suddenly became silent.
"If we don't win, we will definitely die. If we win, I will still say the same old thing, and I will definitely take credit for the outstanding comrades. If I can't do it, you can always humiliate me or even kill me."
Alexander reported everything about Fred to his boss in London via satellite phone.
After listening, Vladimir suddenly thought of a saying, "If you don't succeed, you will succeed."